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There's one necklace I've had for about eleven years. It's a big pendant, probably pewter, suspended on a long black cord. It's two wyrvens (wingless dragons with no back legs) wrapped around a broadsword with a yin-yang in the center of the guard. Other than the black and white enamel paint to distinguish the yin-yang, the pendant is plain.
It's been broken several times -- the sword no longer has a tip below the wyrvens' crossed tails; the end of one wyrven's tail is missing; the same one is missing a finger (out of two plus a thumb) -- but is still pretty solid.
I picked it up in California, during one of the local fairs that used to be held at a local park. I was either about to start eighth or ninth grade at the time. I was wild about dragons, fantasy novels, and silver jewelry, so it was perfect for me. I wore it a lot in middle school and early high school. That tapered off, stopping almost altogether once I graduated.
But I still take it with me wherever I go. Just recently I flew out to Florida for several days, and I wore the pendant on the flights. I (somewhat jokingly) refer to it as my good luck charm.
I'm incredibly sentimental, though. Until I left my dad's house for the last time, I kept my childhood teddy bear. And I recently reclaimed a twin-size childhood quilt that my grandma, great aunt, and aunts (on my dad's side) made for me. If I could, I'd keep all my toys and probably make a quilt out of favorite old clothes. Sadly, that's not an option.
There's one necklace I've had for about eleven years. It's a big pendant, probably pewter, suspended on a long black cord. It's two wyrvens (wingless dragons with no back legs) wrapped around a broadsword with a yin-yang in the center of the guard. Other than the black and white enamel paint to distinguish the yin-yang, the pendant is plain.
It's been broken several times -- the sword no longer has a tip below the wyrvens' crossed tails; the end of one wyrven's tail is missing; the same one is missing a finger (out of two plus a thumb) -- but is still pretty solid.
I picked it up in California, during one of the local fairs that used to be held at a local park. I was either about to start eighth or ninth grade at the time. I was wild about dragons, fantasy novels, and silver jewelry, so it was perfect for me. I wore it a lot in middle school and early high school. That tapered off, stopping almost altogether once I graduated.
But I still take it with me wherever I go. Just recently I flew out to Florida for several days, and I wore the pendant on the flights. I (somewhat jokingly) refer to it as my good luck charm.
I'm incredibly sentimental, though. Until I left my dad's house for the last time, I kept my childhood teddy bear. And I recently reclaimed a twin-size childhood quilt that my grandma, great aunt, and aunts (on my dad's side) made for me. If I could, I'd keep all my toys and probably make a quilt out of favorite old clothes. Sadly, that's not an option.